When Fire and Rose are One – May 1, 2020
We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.Through the unknown, remembered gateWhen the last of earth left to discoverIs that which was the beginning;At the source of the longest riverThe voice of the hidden waterfallAnd the children in […]
Which Fire? – Apr. 30, 2020
The dove descending breaks the airWith flame of incandescent terrorOf which the tongues declareThe one discharge from sin and error.The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire. Who then devised the torment? Love.Love is the unfamiliar NameBehind the hands that woveThe intolerable […]
At the Still Point – Apr. 29, 2020
Time and the bell have buried the day,The black cloud carries the sun away.Will the sunflower turn to us, will the clematisStray down, bend to us; tendril and sprayClutch and cling? ChillFingers of yew be curledDown on us? After the kingfisher’s windHas answered light to light, and is silent, the light is stillAt the still […]
In My End is My Beginning – Apr. 28, 2020
Love is most nearly itselfWhen here and now cease to matter.Old men ought to be explorersHere and there does not matterWe must be still and still movingInto another intensityFor a further union, a deeper communionThrough the dark cold and the empty desolation,The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast watersOf the petrel and the porpoise. […]
